Takuro: Atleast I'm trying to surround myself in women. //he
scoffed/ Besides, its not like you to look like this. I mean,
lookit this flat chest of yours //he reached out and firmly grasped
one of her breasts/ Men are more attracted to women with large
breasts and a curvy figure, ya know? Thats all the rage with
teenagers.
She slapped his hand away with a glare. "You're right, I'm not
trying. I'm succeeding, unlike you." She reached out and
tugged at his hair. "And your one to talk about looks!
Unfortunately for you, sweetheart, girls aren't into guys
who don't put effort into their looks. YOU look sloppy, at best."
Takuro: Ow! Excuse you!! Thats my hair!! And its not my fault we've
been locked away for 2000 years! How the hell am i supposed to
understand fasion of this generation?! And im especially not doing
my hair like some of these douche bags i see hangin around!
She sighed, shaking her head. "Tch, you're such a baby." She
scoffed, before continuing. "While you're right about those
ridiculous hairstyles, you can't just go walking around like a
child who can't even brush his own hair. Unless you can make it
work- which you aren't." She ran her hand through her own hair.
"Try using a better conditioner."
She shrugged. "Whatever, you big pissbaby." She muttered. "I
wouldn't expect it anyways- I honestly didn't think you even knew
how to give credit to someone else."
"You're no fun~ Welp, better get to class. See you later cutie!"
She hummed and skipped off. "Oi! Greedy, Lust, ya called? Anyways,
quit arguing like an old married couple! Like sheesh, don't we
gotta make some trouble 'round here?" Natsumi called to them,
reverting to her true personality.
The bell rang, signifying the end of passing time. The teacher to
the class stepped into the room, introducing herself before taking
attendance. She glanced around the room, noticing several empty
seats. Perhaps they belonged to those weird kids in the hallway
from earlier. She kept her gaze focused on her phone, remaining
silent until her name was called. "Present!" She chirped as the
teacher continued on to the next student.
Ryo grumbled. Wait, why had he come to class today? He had sort of
blanked out after the girl left. He cursed under his breath. "Of
course I had to stumble off with her like some sort of idiot," he
grumbled. He realized he didn't have any of his
schoolwork--oops--due to leaving it in his locker. When the teacher
called his name, he simply muttered a small "Present," and
continued to brood over his thoughts.
Mariko was still a bit uncomfortable from her encounter with
Takuro. Maybe he's nice once I get to know him, she thought
to herself, and nodded, pushing away her uncertainty and taking a
seat in the classroom. She had come in a little late and a few
moments after she sat down the teacher called her name. "P-Present,
ma'am," she said, trying to be loud enough for the teacher to hear
her.
"Why make trouble? We could just lay around and reeelaaax..."
Vincent drifted off after he said that. He started to think about
it, but then realized he was in school. "And why are we in school,
anyway, guys? What if we end up doing horrible stuff? Now that I
think of it, I could be sleeping right now..." He ended up ignoring
the world around him again.
interact with my sentret i want her to
become big n strong tumblr: chuckpanozzo (more active
there)
Vespa scanned the class, realizing that that Wrath guy was sitting
nearby as well. She tilted her head to the side a bit, curious on
why he was here. She hadn't noticed that he was in this class
before, but then again, she wasn't the most observant. With a silly
grin, she pulled a plain sheet of paper out, scribbling a simple
"hello" and expertly folding it into a small paper airplane. She
caught a glance at his empty desk and scribbled a small note under
the hello. "Forget your homework?" she wrote, a mischievous grin
spreading on her face. When the teacher -Ms. Robins or something
like that- had her back turned, she launched the tiny plane at the
boy's head. The plane sailed straight and true, bouncing off the
boy's head and landing at his feet. Of course, their desks were
diagonal to each other, but it still worked and that's all that
mattered. She smiled as she watched him, waiting for him to pick up
the plane.
Honoka sighed and shook her head."You're as hopeless as ever,
Sloth." She muttered shaking her head. She put her arm up, staring
at the watch she wore. "Huh, pretty late for class already.." she
mumbled, shrugging. "Whatever"
Ryo had almost no time to react to the paper airplane flying at
him, but when it hit his head, he was just about done with it
already. He reached down to grab it and unfolded it carefully (in
case the teacher happened to turn, though this was difficult as
every cell in his body was urging him to rip it to shreds), reading
its contents. Of course, he didn't have a pencil either, so to show
his annoyance, he squeezed it into a ball and threw it back at the
girl.
With a small laugh, Vespa caught the ball of paper tossed to her, a
silly grin on her face. She snickered as she erased her previous
message and wrote a new one -"What, you forgot a pencil too?"-,
folding it into a paper plane once again, but sticking a small
pencil in the plane as well. The plane wouldn't be as aerodynamic,
but it'd work. She sent the paper plane sailing over to the Wrath
kid's desk with a grin on her face.
Ryo rolled his eyes and clenched his teeth. Still at it,
huh? he thought and caught it. After unfolding it, he couldn't
help but get a little annoyed with this girl's lack of
perceptiveness. If he was a normal human being, he wouldn't send a
note back with no cares in the world if the recipient had given you
the death glare before. He took the pencil and wrote down, "It's
none of your business, girl." and attempted to recreate the
airplane, shooting it back to her with less than spot-on accuracy
as he had hoped.
Vespa scooped the plane off of the floor where it had landed,
unfolding it and reading the message. She gave a small laugh,
stuffing the note in her pocket in a moment of agitation. With a
mischievous glint in her eye, she pulled out a fresh, uncrumpled
sheet of paper, scratching out a sketch onto the thin white sheet.
It was a cartoony doodle of the Wrath boy being a grump, with the
words "this is your face right now" scribbled underneath. After a
moment of thinking, she wrote, "and what's your name anyways? Ik
your friends (or whoever those people are) called you Wrath, but
there's no way I'm going to call you that all the time." Satisfied,
Vespa folded the paper into another plane, launching it to Kyo's
desk, just as the teacher requested the students place their
assignments on in the basket on the desk. She smiled as she stood
up and placed her finished work in the basket, quickly returning to
her seat.
Mariko stood up to return her assignment. She had noticed the
exchange two of the students were having via paper airplane, but
she had been too scared to point it out to the teacher.
Ryo, since he had no assignment to turn in, simply stayed at his
desk and read the note. Turning it over, he wrote, "My name's Ryo,
and they aren't my friends." He decided to ignore the comment about
his face and folded the paper into an airplane again and sent it
over to Vespa.
Honoka shrugged. "Yeah, I should probably get going too." She said,
before she walked towards her classroom as well- though it took her
a few good minutes go find it.